January 1 2019. Wow. For most of my younger days, I never believed I would live past 50. Obviously, since I will turn 69 next week, I’ve been much luckier than I ever expected to be.
Several years ago, I participated in raising funds to fight cancer by walking in the Jimmy Fund Boston Marathon Walk. At the time, my brother Russ was fighting cancer at the Dana-Farber Institute in Boston. The next year when I walked, he was gone. As I walked that second year, I found myself looking at, in a way I never had looked before, the concept of “next year”. The reality that when we are young, in financial terms, we all have a millionaire’s bank account of “next years”.
When I have done fundraising walks in the last five years or so, in Boston or walking up the Autoroad on Mount Washington, I have worn coveralls covered with ribbons. Each of those ribbons represents a life. Thankfully a good number of those represented people were, thanks to the efforts of many, given an opportunity to live many more “next years”. Many more represent people for whom their “next year” account hit empty.
More thoughts to come as I reflect on what my generation, the baby boomer generation, is leaving for our children, our grandchildren, the children and grandchildren all around the world, the Earth itself in terms of Next Years. The Greatest Generation certainly set us up for success, what do you think about the legacy we are leaving t0day?